my father is religious, I’m not and I don’t care what happens to my body after I die. Burn me, use me to feed stray cats.
To me, wasting money to buy a plot of land so I may be buried with them when I die is a stupid idea.
It is, however, his money. Who am I to disagree with him?
Only if you go to rest not carrying on any familial grudges.
Imagine literally never hearing the end of what our Karen said about our Julie that time.